gwox | Disturbing!

Last night I happened to catch a promo for the season finale of The Apprentice. The "unforgettable" finale, in fact. Now, given that I've never watched The Apprentice, and my contempt for Donald Trump could not become more complete if I suddenly received in the mail a Trump-Contempto-Perfector Ray Gun and used it on myself, it should be no surprise that I failed to take in this finale. But the word "unforgettable" stuck in my mind.

Perhaps no more than a few minutes later, on one of the entertainment news programs that my wife often watches (which means, like the way secondhand smoke works, I can't help watching a bit myself), something else was described as "unforgettable." I can't remember what it was. (No, that wasn't a joke. I really can't remember.)

And I thought: what if everything described as "unforgettable" actually was? What if all those Hallmark movies, all those ice-capades, all those sitcom episodes where some character or other is in a hospital near death, all those special musical events with singers who cover up their lack of distinctive voice with enough decibels to hammer you into a coma... what if you really couldn't put them out of your mind?

What if there was no way to forget the movie Unforgettable? You know, the one with Ray Liotta that you've never seen or, if you have, have either forgotten about or are perfectly willing to pretend you have?

Disturbing!